A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

Evans was born at

picked the name

a simple building with windows that

would feel comfortable drinking a cup of hot cocoa in a warm house while looking at

all year round, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would

by the window, looking outside. His

had almost given up

still alive. He had lived two

behind him with a glass of water and medicine in his

medicine,”

seemed like he had not

the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day. It

when

of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans

her favorite food,”

to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about Cecilia and the baby? The baby should

heard this, he began to fumble in his

he stopped and

thought about calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He knew she hated

call her,” he

to give Cecilia

sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the

“Please take your medicine.

buy you some pumpkin pies. You

him and swallowed them without

lay on the bed, and a nurse came in to

Mark looked sideways

on his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally

for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had

of the hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed

almost given up on

still alive. He had lived two months longer

him with a glass

for you to take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in

like he had not heard

stood there staring at the snow outside. After a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s

nose twitched when he

into a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated,

favorite

moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about

this, he began to fumble in his pocket for

then, he stopped and

calling her, but he never did. It seemed it was better if

I better not call her,”

didn’t have to give Cecilia too

he stepped forward and handed him

“Please take your medicine.

bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have

the medicines from him

the bed, and a nurse came in

done, Mark looked sideways

weaker and weaker until he finally fell

asleep nowadays. This

Alexis. He dreamed that he was

was much like that of

would look at him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle

Cecilia in his dream was

nestled in his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark,

this point, Mark woke

hospital room were white, just like the

gently closed his eyes

he needed

over his body. He felt Life without

buy the pumpkin pies by

foreign nurse was

to return home. He missed

wisteria flowers in the Evans Gardon, the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was

he couldn’t

he would never give up as

hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and

to stay

finding it difficult

he sat up on the bed and started to make paper planes. He knew how

told Mark that he would invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so fast that it would get to Czanch in a blink of

go there

trembled as he

back

into a snowstorm on his way, so

just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his

then, he saw the paper planes Mark

paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay

some of your

only actually took a

not more

he put down the spoon because he felt

narrowed his eyes and

really want to go back home and have a family

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cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark was somehow

ask him about it, Mark’s phone rang. It was a

it was around 4

upset when he looked at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say

Edwin misses you,” Peter

broke into

silly boy,” he

to answer the phone. It was an international call,

voice sounded a

when he said, “Cecilia gave birth to a girl.

had given birth to a girl that had been named

which Mark held the phone trembled so violently that he couldn’t say

Waylen said, “Mark,

Mark closed his eyes.

a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

“Mark, no matter what, I

emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was a

the first half of his life. He didn’t deserve to

and

the duration of the call, he never even dared to ask to speak to

to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard

“What happened?” he asked.

he looked up

happy to hear this and he did a fist

said with a

day of the new year. And Olivia is a very

and began to stroke one of the paper

fly back home to see Cecilia and

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glance would

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